<h4>Chapter 132: Chapter 132 Take Your Hand Off Her</h4>


    Cecilia’s pov


    "Take your hand off her."


    Alpha Xavier ’s angry voice cut through the air as he approached us, eyes fixed on Alpha Sebastian’s arm around my shoulders.


    The possessive rage in his gaze was unmistakable.


    He reached out to swat Alpha Sebastian’s hand away, but as his fingertips made contact with Alpha Sebastian’s skin, my boss smoothly deflected him.


    "Alpha Xavier," Alpha Sebastian said coolly, "please refrain from touching my hand. Control yourself."


    Alpha Xavier stood there, momentarily stunned into silence.


    I shot Alpha Xavier a withering look, embarrassment and annoyance clear in my expression.


    Did he really think he still had any im over me? After everything he’d done?


    I quickly made my way out the door, desperate to escape the testosterone-heavy atmosphere. Outside, Beta Sawyer was waiting beside a white SUV - our third vehicle change of the day.


    First for the countryside trip, then to pick us up from the station, and now this.


    I wasted no time climbing inside.


    Alpha Xavie , shameless as ever, tried to follow me into the car.


    The man’s audacity knew no bounds.


    Alpha Sebastian smoothly blocked his path. "I’m afraid we don’t have room for you."


    "You just can’t bear the thought that she chose me," Alpha Xavier growled, his eyes shing go. The air around him pulsed with possessive fury.


    Alpha Sebastian’s lips twitched into something that wasn’t quite a smile - too sharp, too cold.


    "She chose you?" he said softly. "Funny. I don’t recall her looking all that sure of it."


    Alpha Xavier took a step forward, but Alpha Sebastian didn’t flinch.


    "Maybe wait until Cici’s family gets here," Alpha Sebastian added, voice like ice. "You’ll want to look... loyal."


    Harper, leaning against the car door, let out a low chuckle.


    "Yeah," she said. "Isn’t your mother-inw sitting in a holding cell right now? Shouldn’t you be off ying the dutiful fiancé?"


    She slid into the passenger seat without waiting for a response, mming the door behind her.


    Alpha Xavier’s jaw clenched so tight it looked like he might crack a mr.


    Alpha Sebastian gave him a condescending pat on the shoulder as he passed.


    "Smile for the inws, Alpha. Wouldn’t want them thinking you’re unstable."


    He stepped into the vehicle, with Tang following as our rear guard.


    As soon as the door closed, Beta Sawyer jerked the car into motion, executing a turn so sharp it felt like we were in a go-kart race.


    He clearly feared Alpha Xavier might actually try to stop us.


    "Beta Sawyer, take it easy," Alpha Sebastian called from the back.


    "Yes, Alpha," Beta Sawyer replied, then immediately floored the elerator, transforming our dignified escape into something more resembling a street race.


    Harper, who hadn’t fastened her seatbelt yet, lurched forward and smacked her face against the back of the seat in front of her.


    "Beta Sawyer!" she yelped. "Could you possibly drive like a normal person?!"


    "Sorry," he apologized while maintaining our breakneck speed. "I’m worried Alpha Xavier might chase us down. It’s better safe than sorry."


    We all exchanged bewildered nces. What did he think Alpha Xavier was - some kind of horror movie viin who could materialize on our roof?


    ----


    We eventually decided to return to the hotel and order room service.


    After crawling through mud and spending hours at the police station, we were all desperate for showers.


    In the elevator, Harper turned to her brother. "Levan, you should use Tang’s bathroom. Cecilia and I both need to shower, and we don’t have enough bathrooms."


    Levan nodded obediently.


    Tang weed the idea with typical easygoing charm.


    None of us noticed anything unusual about the arrangement - except Alpha Sebastian. His expression darkened instantly as he turned to me. "This boy... stays in your room?"


    My mouth went dry.


    Harper froze.


    The silence was excruciating.


    "Um - " Harper finally managed, "Levan is my biological brother. He sleeps in the separate bedroom, I promise."


    Alpha Sebastian’s face remained impassive, but I could feel the waves of cold displeasure radiating from him.


    The temperature in the elevator seemed to drop several degrees.


    "Beta Sawyer, arrange a separate room for the boy," he ordered.


    "That won’t be necessary," Levan protested quickly.


    Tang pped a heavy hand on Levan’s shoulder. "That’s right, not necessary at all. My bed is plenty big. The kid can bunk with me."


    Levan’s expression screamed reluctance.


    Alpha Sebastian’s eyes narrowed.


    "It’s settled then," Alpha Sebastian dered with finality. "He stays with you tonight, Tang. Keep an eye on him. Don’t let him wander."


    "No problem," Tang agreed cheerfully.


    As the elevator doors slid open, Levan shot Harper and me a desperate look, like we were hisst hope.


    We stepped out without hesitation.


    Just as he tried to follow, Tang snagged him in a loose headlock, grinning.


    "Nice try, kid. Your sister said you’re using my shower, remember? You’re on a tight schedule."


    The doors closed on Levan’s face, his expression somewhere between betrayal and panic.


    Harper stared at the shut elevator for a beat.


    "...Tang is not gay, right?"


    "Without a doubt," I said without missing a beat.


    She squinted. "What about Beta Sawyer?"


    I shrugged. "Probably? I mean, he dated a girlst year... but who knows. Sexuality’s not always fixed."


    After my shower, I was blow-drying my hair when my phone chimed.


    A message from Alpha Sebastian: I’ve ordered dinner. Come up.


    Seven simple words that somehow managed to convey both casual invitation andmanding authority - an irresistiblebination.


    I picked up my phone and started typing : I’m not hungry. Then deleted it.


    I tried: I’ve already ordered something.


    But deleted that too.


    Finally, I settled on a simple: Okay.


    After sending it, I thumped my forehead with my phone in frustration.


    I knocked on the bathroom door.


    "Harper? You done in there? They’ve got dinner waiting upstairs and want us to join."


    Her voice came through, suspicious."Who?"


    I rolled my eyes. "Does it matter? Juste on."


    There was a pause. Then a long, dramatic sigh.


    "I’m not mentally stable enough to deal with Alpha Sebastian’s ’I-was-sculpted-by-angels’ face. You go. I’m staying here."


    I knocked again. "Harper. Seriously."


    Suddenly, her voice rang out from behind the door - singing, loud and triumphant:


    "Baby, I believe - that you were meant for me, and if there’s somebody."


    "then baby I believe - that somebody is youuuu!"


    I stood there,pletely speechless.


    ----


    Seventeen minutester, I was dressed and heading upstairs alone.


    Standing outside his door, I tried desperately to clear my head of inappropriate thoughts, but how could I? Get it together, Cecilia.


    After another seven seconds of hesitation, I finally rang the doorbell.


    The door opened to reveal Alpha Sebastian, his alluring eyes curved into a smile. "I was starting to think you’d camp out there all night."


    I stared at him in shock. How did he know I’d been standing outside?


    He turned and walked back inside. I followed, carefully closing the door behind me.


    A round table in the suite wasden with food - not extravagantly so, but I noticed every dish was something I loved.


    My heart fluttered, and I felt that dangerous sensation again - like being stung by the virus of attraction I was trying so hard to resist.


    "To avoid wasting food, I did a little research,"Alpha Sebastian murmured, his voice close to my ear as he leaned in from behind me.


    "I... I won’t waste any," I managed, steadying myself against the table.


    Whenever he came near, my heart raced uncontrobly.